Chapter 739 - 527: Mahayana Loose Immortal! (Part 2)
"My Great Dao is likewise not ordinary, I will surely follow closely and ascend to Mahayana, I will never lose to him!"
Chen Sheng also had a sense, a flash of celestial light in his eyes:
"The celestial mountains have emerged for hundreds of thousands of years, the Great Dao of all heavens prospers, strong ones emerge in large numbers, the emergence of a Mahayana Cultivator is inevitable."
"I just never expected that the first one would be Su Chen Daoist Monarch of the Spirit Realm."
Meanwhile, top Daoist Monarchs like the Yellow Cypress Emperor and the Desolate Ascendant remained determined, all going into seclusion for hard cultivation, accumulating strength, preparing to catch up with Su Chen Daoist Monarch’s footsteps.
Since the emergence of the celestial mountains, the Immortal Dao Great Era has been becoming ever more brilliant due to the birth of the first Mahayana Cultivator!
...
At the peak of the sixty-first mountain.
Su Chen Daoist Monarch shook his head: "It seems this is my limit!"
As his voice fell, a gentle Shifting Power instantly surrounded him, instantly crossing an endless distance, reaching a gloriously radiant world.
Within this world, celestial light flowed everywhere, Spiritual Springs gurgled over stones, ancient trees reached the sky, rare flowers and exotic grasses grew in abundance, depicting a scene of peace and prosperity!
At this moment, a pure white figure slowly emerged from the celestial mist.
It was a white deer, surrounded by faint celestial light, with a translucent jade horn on its head, its steps steady, and with every step, a white lotus bloomed beneath, the lotus flower unfolding with celestial music softly lingering.
It is the spirit of the Tianmang Celestial Mountain!
"I am the spirit of the Celestial Mountain, you may call me Elder Deer!"
"Achieve Loose Immortal, and you can be listed among the Inner Sect..."
As the words fell, a token slowly condensed into form.
The token was entirely lustrous, a pale golden hue, inscribed with ancient immortal patterns, within which celestial light flowed, faintly depicting an outline of the Tianmang Celestial Mountain.
"This is the Inner Sect Disciple Token, with this token, you can pass through the core areas of the Celestial Mountain, enjoying all the privileges of an Inner Sect Disciple."
The token slowly flew toward Su Chen Daoist Monarch, he raised his hand to catch it, and the numerous privileges of an Inner Sect Disciple appeared before him.
A flash of understanding passed through Su Chen Daoist Monarch’s eyes, he said in a soft voice:
"Thank you, Elder Deer, for bestowing the token."
He pondered for a moment, his expression respectful, and slowly began to voice the doubt in his heart:
"Su Chen has an issue that remains unclear, and seeks Elder Deer’s guidance."
The white deer gave a gentle smile:
"Feel free to speak."
Su Chen spoke:
"It is said that Mahayana Cultivators can all sense the call of the Eternal Immortal Realm, why is it that I feel nothing?"
The white deer smiled softly and did not speak further.
A gentle golden light emerged from the jade horn, directly entering Su Chen’s brow.
As the golden light entered his body, Su Chen’s body trembled slightly, his eyes closed, his Divine Thought diving deep as he carefully comprehended the information within the golden light.
Instantly, countless profound mysteries and hidden information of the Great Dao flooded into his mind.
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"So that is how it is, Su Chen has been enlightened."
...
Time slowly passed by.
The eight hundred thousandth year of Chen Sheng’s seclusion cultivation.
The Desolate Ascendant achieves the Mahayana Realm!
The nine hundred and fifty thousandth year.
The Yellow Cypress Emperor achieves the Mahayana Realm.
...
The one millionth and thirteenth year.
On this day, Chen Sheng was also moved in his heart, his will investing into his body.
Panwujie!
At this moment, between heaven and earth, a thick and palpable sense of decay filled the air, like ancient cold smoke, shrouded in the silence of annihilation, with no trace of vitality to be found.
In this area, there was only an expanse of a vast sea of blood, which was also gradually drying up, as if it would vanish along with heaven and earth into annihilation.
Within the sea of blood, the former scene of immeasurable Asuras roaring and surging was long gone.
After fulfilling their mission, Chen Sheng relocated all the Asuras from the Panwujie, sending them to the Spirit Realm to reside, to spread and continue the clan.
Now, the sea of blood was empty and silent, with only the wailing of the wind, as if mourning the ending of this era.
In the center of the vast sea of blood, a Daoist rested with dual swords in his arms, quietly sitting on a twelve-petaled red lotus, it was none other than Ming Sheng.
He kept his eyes closed, his expression calm, his entire aura merged with the sea of blood, resonating with the decay of heaven and earth.
Suddenly, Ming Sheng slowly opened his eyes.
Those eyes, black as ink, yet hiding a sky full of blood light, clear and vast, as if they can reflect the birth and demise of this world.
He slowly opened his mouth, his voice deep and distant, echoing with the Great Dao, resounding throughout the Panwu Realm:
"Even a boundless sea of blood can dry up, the sword shattering the universe is not lonely, sweeping across the eternal void endlessly, one silence, all Dao is gone."
Upon completion, a glint of brilliance flashed in his eyes:
"When the Destructive Tribulation ends, there is only emptiness!"
Before finishing his words, with a movement of Ming Sheng’s intent, the Blood Evil Qi around him surged suddenly.
The originally silent and dried-up sea of blood suddenly roiled like boiling water, billions of blood-colored streams shot up from the sea of blood, like ten thousand arrows released, piercing the sky, covering the sun and moon, overshadowing the heavens and earth.
He raised his hand and slapped the twin swords in his arms; Yuantu and Abi twin swords suddenly leapt up, breaking free from the sword scabbard.
Clang~
Clang~
The sound of two sword cries shook the universe, piercing through the deathly silence of the world.
Immediately after, countless blood-colored figures emerged from the sea of blood, densely packed, innumerable, precisely the four hundred and eighty million Blood Spirit children.
As the Destructive Tribulation brewed, each Blood Spirit child absorbed countless pieces of heaven and earth tribulation qi, comparable to top-tier Void Refining Cultivators.
Blood cloaks fluttered around them, Evil Qi surged to the heavens, their eyes ice cold, devoid of emotion, like a well-trained blood-colored army, arrayed neatly, covering the sky and earth, completely obscuring the sky above the sea of blood.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
Four hundred and eighty million Blood Spirit children shouted in unison, the Blood Evil Qi around them surged, merging with the Sword Qi of Yuantu and Abi twin swords, transforming into an endless tide of blood-colored swords, sweeping across the world.
Where it passed, the void shattered, annihilating every last breath of life left in this world.
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At the same time, high above the nine heavens, atop the clouds, another figure slowly opened their eyes.
It was precisely Hong Sheng.
He was dressed in white, his clothes fluttering, surrounded by a faint, serene radiance, strikingly incompatible yet perfectly harmonizing with the decay and Blood Evil Qi permeating the world.
He stood quietly, his gaze focused on the shattered world before him.
Time and space had long been fragmented, rifts in time and space crisscrossing, the heavens were dim and lightless, leaving only a vast gray deathly silence.
Only the boundless Dao Principles emerged from the shattered time and space, distinctly clear, unprecedentedly vivid.
The boundless Dao Principles interwove, resembling the veins and vessels of living creatures, crisscrossing yet orderly.
He watched the Dao Principles, slowly meshing and gathering, gradually evolving into a glimmering Dharma Seed!
The Dharma Seed was entirely transparent, surrounded by boundless tribulation qi, within the tribulation qi, endless serene radiance was contained.
Within the Dharma Seed, Martial Arts, Sword Dao, Blood Dao, Array Dao, Illusion Dao, Heart Dao... principles flowed, like stars bright and like sun and moon radiating.
Hong Sheng’s mind was utterly clear, he slowly opened his mouth, his voice clear and distant:
"Born from chaos, dwelling within all Dao, breaking as the years flow, emptiness sleeping with the Great Dao."
"My Dao is accomplished!"
Upon finishing, his figure suddenly dissipated, transforming into endless serene radiance, scattering like stars, thoroughly vanishing.
The Dharma Seed surrounded by boundless tribulation qi also reached annihilation, returning to the void, as if it had never been formed.
Boom——
A tremendous sound of epoch annihilation, shook the chaos.
Above the sky, raindrops could be seen falling, their color blood-red, as if coagulated from fresh blood.
The void trembled, and even the sound of ghostly wails and wolf howls echoed, like the lament of all beings, the mourning of all Dao reaching annihilation, distant and lingering, yet gradually weakening, ultimately swallowed by deathly silence.
In an instant, the world shattered, time and space ceased to exist, all things collapsed and vanished at this moment.
The boundless sea of blood thus entered its conclusion, the dried blood soil turning into flying ash, dispersing into the void.
Four hundred and eighty million Blood Spirit children, under the power of the collapsing world, transformed into blood-colored streamers, merging into Ming Sheng’s body.
Yuantu and Abi twin swords, their sword cries gradually weakened, slowly flew back to Ming Sheng’s bosom, the blood-colored glow on the sword bodies gradually faded, returning to tranquility.
Between heaven and earth, only Ming Sheng remained; he slowly rose, standing in the void, his clothes fluttering, the Blood Evil Qi around him gradually subsided, returning to calm.
At this moment, he only felt sight without form, hearing without sound, touching without substance, smelling without scent.
Within the Panwu Realm, all concepts, all beings, all Great Dao, all traces... transformed into absolute "void."
No heaven or earth, no time or space, no Dao Principles, no causality, only a sheet of deathly silence, a sheet of emptiness.
Ming Sheng closed his eyes:
"Life is death, existence is annihilation, being is non-being..."
"The void is silent, all sounds return to nothing, no speck of dust remains, causality is ended..."
"Only annihilation remains empty, eternally unchanging......"
"Integration’s fourth step, accomplished!"